10 December 2013

I fell in love at the seaside.

Soo...I did say I might put a picture of John up. But I don't have loads, really. I mean, I don't take a lot of pictures of John, or of anyone, really. I usually take pictures of things. And I refuse to put up the one of him looking gorgeous in bed the other morning, gazing out of the window. It's not risqué or anything, but it's...well, not for sharing.

So, yes, had a lovely night away. The staff were lovely, the food was brilliant, the spa was amazing (and empty, most of the time! Why wasn't everyone in there??)

There was a hot tub outside. We walked serenely out to it. We ran back, steaming, before important parts of us crawled back from whence they came...

We went for a walk on Sunday morning, out to the coast.

I loved these groynes. Really green, knobbly. Beautiful.

We didn't stay on the beach for long - too bloody cold!

Sherlock needs a costume for his play. I think it's perfect he's a storm cloud. Very fitting ;)

He's grumpy about being at school still, but he's got not choice. He does enjoy it, when he's there. He's just tormented that somewhere else in the world, there might be fun happening. John has his work cut out, pre and post school. Although tomorrow is art club, so hopefully that'll use up some of his creativity.

Work was busy, but unremarkable. Had some more great results recently.

The other day the MPS helicopter took this picture. Anyone want to guess where it is?

Mum has moved into her new home. She is... well, she went. We'll see how she gets on. Nicky is sorting out her house at the moment.

Ummmmm....I'd've guessed the outer court at Wimbledon, but not with that track there--and those don't look like tennis courts in the center of the track. If not Harrow (good thought, Anon!), how about Eton?

An effective, if not precise, method of testing stretchiness, that! Thank you, Sherlock. (I'd guess the stretchiness has to do with how long you work the dough/gluten, but I admit to being vague on that.)

Getting Sherlock to bed is becoming increasingly difficult as Christmas gets closer. And he's now staging some sort of mutiny about tree-buying. He thinks all the good ones will be gone if we don't go tomorrow.

Well if he doesn't go to bed on time then Christmas will never quite arrive for him will it?

Did John and Mycroft offer to solve the tree problem by going tomorrow to get one while he's at school? you could meet up with them at lunchtime to help carry and then Sherlock doesn't have to worry about it ;-)

Oooh, that's a tricky requirement. It's hard not to feel an emotion. My mom always said that being angry was okay, but taking your anger out on other people was not. So you could feel angry or sad, but you would go bite your pillow, or take some quiet time alone, instead of being rude or disrespectful.

Hi guys, how has the day been for everyone. Have you been practising ready for your play, Sherlock. Did you have a suitably boring, fully catalogued day, John and Mycroft. Hope work wasn't too bad for you, Greg, nearly done.

Since the anger was toned down to mere glaring this morning, will there be tree purchasing happening today or are you going to wait 'til the weekend whilst you're busy with storm manufacture. :)

Storm is required for tomorrow. John and Mycroft made an amazing cloud shape out of a huge grey jumper from a charity shop, all stuffed out with padding to make it more cumulo nimbus or whatever you call it. I am doing lightning tonight.

Yeah, pretty good. Sherlock's still a gloomy little thundercloud when he remembers to be, but you can tell he's excited about the play. And Mycroft and I went to the Tate Modern and saw some things that Sherlock wouldn't be interested in at all ;)

THanks for the Psychopath test L- it was interesting. I actually scored only a 6%! And that based on the question about having a cool head in stressful times. For me reasonably cool head, not on Mycroft's level probably. Or yours.

I agree with something John said above; the way the questions were worded I imagine your score came from being spontaneous, and being good at dangerous work etc.